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| | Artist: | Kid Rock |
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| Album: | Devil Without A Cause | Track: | F Off | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | Views: | 5 | | | Lyrics: | A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa fuckin puffs bitch
It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock
shit
I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks
Hella whips and nips and flip trips for
whips
I get all the money pussy falls like rain
Been gettin' laid and paid that's why
I never complain
If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for the P
It's 1998 yo and
you still can't fuck with me
You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye
Fuckin' with my
2-5 up your fuckin' ass like my shoe size
I got a new vibe, kinda like Voodoo
You do
what we say and we'll do what we want to
We're fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your
progam
Fuckin' all your bitches we can fuckin' give a goddamn
Twisted Brown gets down
with no assistance
We won't quit until we're banned from existence
Persistance pays if
that holds true
Then I'm gonna buy this fuckin' planet before the time I'm through
I
was praised and raised on the thoughts of no takings
So let me get what I got comin' and the
rest I'm fakin'
I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit
You act like the
motherfucker's new at this shit
But I've been true to this shit given' my heart and soul
Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' passed as coal
So Fuck Off
Yeah
With my pants half hangin' off my ass and shit
Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with
cash
I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack
'Cause the kids don't listen
gettin' lots of flack
I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and
The 10 karat Kid
with my triggers cockin'
The K the I the D R-O-C K motherfucker and you still don't know me
So blow me bitch I don't rock for cancer
I rock for the cash and the topless dancers
Don't have no answers so pass the joint
I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit
I ride like Setta in the Indy 5
And get live with that which get's me high
Strive for perfection this much is true
We do what we say you say what we do
Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo
So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm taking
Rock from SoHo to Arizona
I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna
I roam the country
like a Greyhound bus
Put faith in lust and in God I trust
I'm not Peter Pan I don't
fuck with fairies
But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries
And Harry Carey couldn't
call my game
Fucked so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame
And I show no shame from
coast to coast
I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast
Fuck Off
Yeah right in
your mother fuckin' ass bitch
With that Detroit city shit ain't ???? we're on the same script
Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock
Yo Slim Shady come break these motherfuckers off
Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing the wrong air
This planet
belongs to me and this hippy with long hair
Two white boys who spike punch and light joints
Hang around drugs loud music and like noise
Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch
of motherfuckers
Who hate the world as much as each other
And I ain't leaving this
party tonight
'Til I see some naked bitches dancin' around drunk touchin' each other
Rum and Pepsi got your perception of me sketchy
'Cause when I stage dive people are scared to
catch me
'Cause all I do is curse and fuck
So when I do 'shrooms you all
better give me two rooms
'Cause I'm fuckin' the first one up
So when you see me on
your block you better lock your cars
'Cause you know I'm losin' it when I'm rappin' to rock
guitars
This is for children who break rules
People that straight fool
And ever
single teenager that hates school
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